After We Fall: „The Gray Garden”

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THE GRAY GARDEN #11 – NO CHYBA SOBIE ŻARTUJECIE!

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5/04/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #09 – Kotki Lorda Kcalba =^._.^=

4/30/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #08 – Kobitki w czerni

4/26/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #07 – Spokojnie, to tylko randomowy demon na spacerze

4/22/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #06 – Przygodę czas zacząć

4/18/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #05 – Pani Bożu, chyba mamy problem…

4/14/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #04 – Krótki wykład o innych światach

4/10/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #03 – Świat pełen bólu i desperacji

4/06/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #02 – Bogowie kochają jabłka (i diabeł też, ale się nie przyznaje)

4/02/2023

THE GRAY GARDEN #01 – Chillowanko przy szarlotce

The Gray Garden

Data publikacji: 02.04.2023 – 07.06.2023
Status: zakończone

Twórca: Deep-Sea Prisoner | pobierz

Szary Ogród: świat, w którym anioły i demony żyją w harmonii. Yosafire – demon, którego miłością są kwiaty – wraz ze swoimi przyjaciółmi prowadzi radosne, beztroskie życie.

Ale pewnego dnia w ogrodzie pojawia się tajemniczy nietoperz…

3/30/2023

She showed up on time. She just showed up at the right time and fixed everything. The Gray Garden was saved, and so was he. She did it, so why? Why was she here? Why was she floating in the dark at first, only to find herself kneeling in the ashes?

Why?

Etihw's breathing was heavy. God was barely gasping for air, almost fighting for each of tchem.

Something was wrong. She was sure, even if she didn't understand what was going on. So why…?

It's not true. I need…

Holding back a cry, Eti opened her eyes and sighed with relief. She was sitting in the throne room, her head resting on the table. When did she even close her eyes? Tilting his head, the god looked around. Everything was in darkness, and most importantly, Etihw could not see a single living soul. Of course, he wasn't here, but...

"It was... just a dream, wasn't it?" she whispered to herself. But Eti was unable to shake off the bad feeling. "I showed up on time."

Why did those words sound like a lie?

But at the same time… she was sure. Trying to calm down and control her thoughts, she tried to recall the last few hours. To be honest, Etihw didn't remember the last time she worked that hard. Even after the war, none of them weren't trying to fix up everything at once. And yet, after everything that has happened in the last few days…

So she healed Wodahs and Grora. And everybody else, who needed help to recover.

And, of course, took care of his most serious injuries. Not all of them, knowing that he wouldn't accept her help if he had a choice. Eti thought it was childish, but she wasn't going to argue. Not this time. But the most important thing was that he survived. Miraculously, and not only because of her, but still.

That's all my fault.

Oh, she knew that. She knew that very well. This thought haunted her mind all the time, whatever she did. And it hurt, but…

She sprang up from her place. Without thinking, she ran down the corridor and for a moment froze in the darkness. It was late, yes, but she had to make sure. Though the thought seemed irrational, she wanted to see for herself that everything was all right. That she made it on time.

Her hands started to shake. She clenched them into fists, but even then they continued to tremble. In fact, Eti was shaking all over, barely keeping upright. She felt tired, much more than ever before. It was… unnatural. The god knew that stillness could be dangerous, but this time it was more than that. Etihw felt as if at any moment might crumble and join the ashes in which she had just knelt.

Ashes… What ashes? There were none and…

"I made it. I made it, right? I'll fix everything when--"

Etihw leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the floor. She closed her eyes, still frantically convincing herself.

But no matter how many times she said those words, she still didn't believe them.

It was like a hunch – so strange and too strong to just ignore. Almost like the one time Kcalb was sure that she was in trouble. It seemed so stupid, and at first he told himself it was because of tiredness, but then...

He couldn't sleep anyway. That's why he ended up in a darkened corridor. Around was quiet, which was to be expected at that late hour. The castle was usually empty at night. After everything that had happened, that wasn’t anything surprising anymore. Etihw was probably in her room, directly across the hall from the devil's bedroom. He was willing to bet she would sleep until noon as usual, and…

Something moved in the darkness. Kcalb stopped, staring suspiciously ahead. After a while, he heard rapid breathing, and what sounded like... sobs?

What in the world--?

It was only a moment. He moved closer and in a hurry he got to the figure hidden in the darkness. The sobbing stopped, only to start again when Etihw recognized him.

"Eti, what the-"

She didn't let him finish. Her hands tightened on the front of his coat, and she cried even louder.

"I didn't-- No... but then... and I made it on time, but..."

It was difficult to understand individual words. Moreover, there was nothing normal about what was happening. Kcalb froze, automatically embracing the god and leaning back so as not to land with her on the floor. In shock, he forgot to blush, but in the darkness it would be barely noticed anyway. Oh, besides, his battered body from the fight with Ivlis wasn't thrilled with such abrupt movements, but that ceased to matter when he caught Etihw's gaze.

Her dark eyes stared at him intently, larger than usual and devoid of the cheerful twinkle he had seen, especially when she was trying to make fun of him. Contrary. This time, Eti's gaze was mostly desperation, and her eyes shone unhealthily. And she was shivering, not from the cold at all, especially since her body felt... suspiciously warm.

Okay, that was new. And Kcalb had absolutely no idea how to deal with it.

"What happened? Why are you...?" Then he thought of something and added, "Do you feel alright?"

"What do you mean?" she mumbled so softly as he could barely hear her.

It seemed like she was only holding herself up because he was holding her, and then he realized she wasn't even trying to levitate anymore.

Great. That's what they needed.

"Eti. Hey, look at me," he urged as she looked away. "Why are you sitting here? And why are you crying?"

"No reason," she muttered, but he didn't get hit enough to believe it.

Kcalb sighed. He tried to push Etihw away to get a better look at her, but she wouldn't let him. She was still clinging to his cloak, then buried her face in the devil's chest and finally relaxed. This time he blushed, but he didn't try to fight her. He carefully ran his hand through her hair, suddenly feeling like he was holding a child in his arms. She was so petite, it didn't even seem to be weird.

"It's okay," he heard her muffled whisper. "Everything is okay now."

Was she convincing herself or him? He couldn't tell. Kcalb knew that she was acting strangely. Besides, she looked bad, and that didn't happen often. The devil didn't think it was even possible for her.

"Whatever you say," he murmured. "Did you sleep at all?"

"I have things to do." She shuddered as if she had only just realized it, then tried to free herself from his embrace. "It's okay. I had a bad dream, that's all. Now I have to go."

"Where?"

"To the village. There's a lot of damage and I have to--"

"It's the middle of the night!" he grumbled. "Etihw, damn, you're exhausted. And you almost certainly have a fever."

She hesitated. She looked at him more consciously.

"I'm a god, in case you forgot. I'm fine."

"Yes, a fallen one at best. I just picked you up off the floor."

She snorted. There was something hysterical about her laugh that didn't suit her at all. And that was really starting to worry him.

"I'll take you to your room, shall I?" he offered, embracing her. "You still have time to play savior."

"But--"

He rolled his eyes.

"You know what? Okay. If you're strong enough, then go."

He loosened his grip, but only for a second, because a moment later he had to grab her again to keep her from falling. It might have been funny if her behavior hadn't made him uneasy.

This time he had no other choice, so he took her in his arms. She turned out to be light, too fragile. She didn't protest, just watched him through narrowed eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing." She hesitated for a moment. "You're blushing, you know?"

"Shut-- shut up."

Exceptionally, she did. He was relieved that she looked calmer, even though her cheeks were flushed. Nevertheless, she was still shivering, so he wrapped his cloak around her before making his way to god's bedroom.

Etihw's room was significantly different from his own. It was more spacious and bright, which was especially noticeable in the daylight. What's more, there was a bed in the center – a grand one, full of countless pillows. No wonder, she sometimes slept through the day.

Kcalb was sure Eti had fallen asleep before he even got to her room, but he was wrong. The devil understood this when she grabbed his arm as he barely put her down on the pillows.

"Stay."

The devil froze, surprised at her request. He thought he had misheard, but her look and the grip on his shoulder suggested otherwise. She really wanted it.

All right. Maybe it was for the best, since she was acting irrationally. Besides, his brother would resent him if he found his god unconscious by the stairs, if she ever reached them.

He wordlessly laid down next to her, avoiding looking Eti in the eye at all costs, especially when she snuggled into him like one of the pillows. Was the warmth he felt suddenly related to the fever she was suffering from, or was it…something else?

"Sorry."

He blinked.

"Hmm?"

"For... that. And for earlier. I was almost late."

"It doesn't matter."

Was she really bothered by it? Sure, Kcalb had a whole list of grievances and excuses he was going to share with her. Basically, it all boiled down to one thing: I told you so!

But he hadn't imagined the conversation that way. In fact, he doubted she would remember it. And blaming her for anything when she aroused his sympathy was the last thing he wanted.

Not that he could even concentrate on forming sentences with her clinging to him like that. At least she wasn't shivering anymore, but one thing was for sure – sneaking out to his room without waking her up wasn't an option.

"I should fix everything," she whispered sleepily. "I feel useless."

"You'll do it in your own time. You've done enough for now."

She did not exert herself in this way even after the war, when only rubble remained of the world they knew. And it was his fault. Why was she trying to finish herself off? If he hadn't fainted after he and Yosafire landed at the bottom of the cliff, he would have figured it out sooner, but it still didn't make sense to him.

Why?

But maybe he knew. She'd never told him outright, and Kcalb didn't take the thought for real, but yes, he knew.

It was the first time they could lose everything because of someone other than themselves as well as eachv other too. It was a strange thought, but... would Eti really be more resigned to losing this world than to his death?

It was stupid. So stupid, and yet...

Stay.

So he stayed, falling asleep other than in a coffin for the first time in a long time. He felt the closeness of the god snuggled up against him, and it was surprisingly appropriate. Much better than suffocating darkness.

And to his surprise, he thought he could get used to it.

The morning light woke her up. She blinked, confused at first when she found herself in her room. Rubbing her eyes, Etihw sat up, only then realizing that she had missed a lot more, considering she wasn't alone.

"Oh."

Yeah. The memory of the day before was hazy, but not so much that she forgot how completely she had fallen apart in the hallway. The mind-fog was gone, and the god was feeling much better, but that didn't change the main thing.

"You're not going anywhere", she heard and shuddered.

"That's the last thing I expected to hear from you in bed," she announced with an innocent smile.

She knew it would be enough to provoke Kcalb, but she didn't think her words would work so well. Even if he was still drowsy, he must have woken up after he jumped up and nearly fell out of bed.

"Don't even dare," he snapped as she opened her mouth, ready to add something. Then something in his gaze softened as he looked her up and down. "You look better."

"Yes. I guess so. Thank you."

"Ahm."

She wanted to say something, but wasn't sure where to start. Kcalb didn't look at her either, but she was used to it. He'd have surprised her if he'd done otherwise, like... Well, yesterday.

"You stayed."

He twitched. She saw the fresh blush that came to his face.

"W-well, yes. To make sure you don't do anything stupid."

"Indeed. It might have been stupid," she agreed after a moment's thought.

"You can't fix everything at once."

"I am aware of this."

"Fantastic."

But he still watched her suspiciously, especially when she decided to get up. In the end, he seemed to think Eti could handle it, especially since she was floating on her own, as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you," she said before he could leave. He stopped in the doorway. She knew he was confused. "Be careful not to run into Wodahs, or I'll have to explain to him that you didn't use me at all. Well, not like when--"

"I preferred how you were delirious at night."

"And what was last night?" she teased.

To her surprise, he didn't look pissed off.

"Probably nothing. Age just kicked you in."

Etihw laughed, not hiding her surprise.

"Oh, that was good! It's almost a sense of humor."

The door slammed in response. Eti giggled, then sighed and looked down.

So she made it on time.

And she was grateful for it.

3/27/2023

The Gray Garden: Under the Silver Moon [eng]

"Oh. Reficul-sama, where are we going?", asked Sin with a giggle.

Reficul just smiled, even if her wife couldn't see it. She held her hands at Sin's eyes, trying to prevent her from peeking.

"You need to trust me. Just a few more steps."

Sin groaned, but didn't complain. She slowly moved forward, slower than usual as she was blinded. Reficul without hesitation could tell that her lover was excited. Oh, and patience has never been her strong point, even if she really tried. Anyway, Reficul truly appreciated these efforts.

"Are we–"

"Almost", answered the passing demon shortly.

She spent all week planning this afternoon. Just like that, without any occasion. To be honest, Reficul strolled as usual and then found a place, which seemed to be perfect in every possible way. The devil was sure that her wife would be in love as well. Who wouldn't be?

Sin suddenly stopped and sniffed, while warm wind played with her long hair. Reficul smelled that too – a sweet scent of flowers and… something else. Something which was their goal.

So they were close. Without taking out her hands of Sin's eyes, Reficul gently pushed her forward.

"That's…", whispered Sin.

Reficul withdrew her hands.

"Now you can look."

Sin gasped. She covered her mouth, but her screech was loud and clear.

So she likes it. Good.

Reficul let her wife go ahead. Slowly stepped behind her with arms hidden behind the back. She carefully watched the movement of her companion, following the wriggling tail with her eyes. Left, right, left… Like a happy puppy.

Of course she was happy. Reficul counted on it from the very beginning, and she wasn't disappointed. Oh, even more! Sin's delighted face turned out to be the best possible reward. The sparkle in her eyes when she looked at the Sakura tree towering over the area was worth everything. This beautiful silver moon in the night sky.

The soft glow made everything more special, almost ethereal. It played with Sin's hair, bringing out silver highlights. The moon flower decorating her curls seemed clearer and in full bloom. So was the Sakura tree, whose sweet scent filled the air. Pink petals danced in the wind, and some of them fell to the ground, adorning the moonlit grass.

Reficul came closer to her lover and took her hand. Without a word, she led Sin under the tree, gesturing for her to sit under it. Before she could think, Sin's tail had wrapped around her, lifting her up and bringing her closer. Gleaming red eyes looked straight at Reficul, expressing nothing but wonder and love.

"Reficul-samaaaa", she singsonged and shocked her head. "How?"

"Oh. I was passing", answered the devil, shrugging her arms.

Sin giggled. Laughing, she buried her face in her wife's chest.

"Of course you did."

Refikul snorted. She ran her fingers through Sin's hair, playing with the strands for a moment. She touched her cheek, and the demon pulled her closer. Their lips connected in a kiss, sweet and innocent, at least for now.

The sweet smell made them dizzy, but it was good. As pleasant as the touch of warm hands when, not for the first time, they began to learn from each other. With a sweet yet sinful smile, Sin tilted her head back, letting Reficul's lips touch the sensitive skin of her neck. Her hands went to her lover's back, where they stopped at connecting the wings.

"Refikul-sama," she sighed.

The grass was soft, pleasant. Padded with petals fallen from the Sakura tree, it turned out to be better than even the softest bed.

Only the moon witnessed what happened next.

The silent keeper of the secret of two lovers.

3/21/2023

The Gray Garden: The Past Is In The Past [eng]

They were living in peace. Whatever that really meant. Kcalb wasn't sure, but pretended he didn't care. To be honest, the devil somehow enjoyed the sudden calm, which became part of his daily life. No fight, no blood, no rage… That's all were so… soothing.

However, he wasn't able to get used to this new world. To her world. The same he once destroyed. And here we go! God somehow made him feel guilt. How unusual is that be?

As much as the peace between us, he thought and sighed.

The outside got darker. Kcalb rarely went out during the day. Sunlight irritated him, too bright and warm, different from the cold embraces of earth he used to. What's more, after twilight, he didn't have to worry about meeting anyone. Villagers – both, angels and demons – were afraid of the dark, which seemed understandable.

So he started to get outside after sunset and just strolled, sightseeing this new world. He avoided seeing his brother and, more importantly, Etihw. Especially in the case of a god, he doubted they had anything else to say to each other. They just lived next to each other because it was more convenient.

Why did he even agree to something like that…?

Whatever. Loneliness was soothing as well. Different from during the war, when it seemed to be a warning. Kcalb still wasn't able to lower his guard, but maybe in future…

For the first time, he decided to see what was south of the village. He passed through a sleepy town, curious looking at all these houses and buildings. So she worked. He knew Etiwh was a god, but still… Her creations impressed him all the time, especially now, when he didn't mean to destroy them.

The sound of water brought him out of his thoughts. He looked ahead to discover clearly view of starry sky and the sea below. There was something what seemed to be a cliff. Black water was slowly waving, making a smooth sound. That was… so nice.

Suddenly, Kcalb felt someone's presence. Too familiar, especially for him. He tensed, then looked around. Devil's gaze lingered on the figure turned back to him. She was sitting on the edge, calm and relaxed. Long black hair was over her shoulders and back. Etihw didn't turn away, but Kcalb was sure she was feeling him as well as he felt her.

He hesitated and was able to withdraw, but her voice stopped him in place.

"You can stay if you want. I don't mind."

Kcalb didn't answer and just stayed still. He looked away, unsure what to do. When did they talk last time? He wasn't sure, but it must have been a few weeks ago.

"You know, I wondered if you ever go outside. I didn't want things to get so awkward between us", she said, just keep talking, while he looked at her in silence. "I'm not sure what to do anyway."

What did she mean? Without thinking, Kcalb stepped forward and slowly came closer. He was able to see her face and find out she was smiling – a bit nervous, but still.

Devil sat next to her, gazing to see. They were in silence for a while. On the corner of his eyes, Kcalb saw she was sitting still with her legs off the edge. The white robe she was wearing blew gently in the breeze.

First time he saw her in that calm state. Etihw didn't seem concerned that she might be attacked by him or pushed into the sea. Did she really trust him that much? After everything he did? She wasn't a saint, of course, but…

Suddenly she looked at him. Kcalb blushed and quickly looked away.

"Hey", a god said, holding back a laugh. "You're not very talkative, are you?"

"I'm…" He started, but paused.

"It's okay. I like to talk, so don't mind. Sorry not sorry."

He huffed. What was wrong with her? Did she really want him to chit-chat? He didn't know this side of her. In his eyes, she was an enemy, at least until recently. A god of great power that he wanted to destroy. Until the last moment, but then he saw something in her eyes…something hard to describe and…

Kcalb blushed even more.

"But on the other hand, keeping the conversation going just by me is no fun, so… What do you think?" She nodded at the water in front of her. "About the sea. Personally, I like it very much."

He didn't answer right away. He cleared his throat, trying to control the strange tightness he suddenly felt.

"It's… so calm", he said at last.

"Yes… Yes, it is", she admitted with a smile. "That's why I always came here to rest. And thinking as well."

Etihw's last words seemed to be addressed mostly to herself. Still in thought, a god ran her fingers through her hair. She wrapped a long strand around her finger and studied it carefully. Kcalb looked at her in silence, trying to figure out why she told him all of these things. Did she really want someone to chat with? Even if that was true… Why did she choose him?

Etihw seemed different from before. Maybe Kcalb saw her that way, because she no longer acted like the angry god, whose fall he wanted. For the first time, he noticed how small she was. The ornate robe hid her filigree figure, and the fact that Etihw was hovering most of the time made her look taller than she really was. Why hadn't he noticed it before?

Something touched the back of his hand. He clenched it into a fist and was about to take it away, when he realized it was her hair. They were smooth and surprisingly soft to the touch.

"You look at me so strange…", she whispered, tilting her head.

Kcalb almost fell from the cliff, surprised by her words. He pulled away, straightening up sharply.

This time she laughed.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm just thinking… Oh."

Etihw got up. Without any warning, she grabbed the hem of her robe and began to pull it off. She tossed it aside, leaving her in nothing but a simple dress. Kcalb stared at her in disbelief, completely shocked.

"What the hell are you…?"

He shook his head. Damn, was she testing him? Was it some kind of trick?

But she was looking at him with the most innocent, confused expression he ever saw.

"What?"

"What?!", he repeated. Was she kidding? "Are you serious?"

Etihw furrowed her brows. She smoothed the fabric of her petticoat, looking at it thoughtfully.

"Hm... It's more comfortable, but that's not it. I could..."

Her hands began to glow. Kcalb growled and covered himself with his cloak. He didn't want to know what she was doing.

"You've just taken you to dress-up right now?!", he moaned, not hiding his irritability.

"Something wrong? I've been thinking about it for a long time, you know. There's no need to be so formal, and since you're uncomfortable around me…"

"Not at all!"

Why did she even care? How had she been able to act so casual around him? Okay, they made peace, but this?

He dared to peek at her from behind his cloak. Her robe changed, no longer pure white. It resembled the one Etihw had worn before, though it was more modest and less restrictive. God didn't seem so powerful anymore.

"You don't have to be lurking. I'm dressed, you know?"

"It's all I need ...", he muttered, still shielding his face.

"Did you say anything?"

He ignored the question.

"Do you often do things like that around other people?", he asked instead.

"What things?" Apparently she really didn't understand. Could it be that she was so... innocent? "It's just a few changes. I'm a god, remember?"

As if he couldn't! But it didn't make him feel any better. He didn't understand her. And if that wasn't enough, he found the situation really odd. How did they even get here?

Etihw obviously didn't care. She was still examining her new robe, playing with the wide sleeves.

"What do you think?"

"I really don't care what you look like."

She nodded.

"I need help," she announced cheerfully, and sat back down on the edge of the cliff.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"Of course. But that doesn't mean I can't ask for help," she remarked calmly. As if nothing had happened, she turned her back on him. "I want you to cut my hair."

Kcalb blinked as if she were speaking to him in a foreign language.

"Wha-?"

"Come on! I can't do it myself. I don't have eyes in the back of my head."

"You're a god. You just said it yourself", he remarked, backing away. "And why now? You have Wodash anyway, so…"

"I'm a god with no eyes in the back of my head", she corrected him and sighed. "Please! Pretty please!"

No, he definitely didn't think she was like that. He had his opposite in front of him. The real Etihw turned out to be lively, impulsive and far too loud.

And it was definitely hard to say no to her.

"I don't… Ugh, fine!"

He immediately regretted it. Starting at her long hair, Kcalb was wondering what to do. Just the fact that he was about to touch them seemed…

"Here." She gathered her hair together. "Cutting is your specialty, isn't it?", she joked, but he only winced at the words.

Was that supposed to be a prank? As they fought, he hurt her many times, and she hurt him. Did she really want to go back to that?

He dismissed this thought. He touched her hair with trembling hands.

Yes, they were soft.

"Where…?", he began with doubt.

Etihw pondered.

"Below the shoulders? I'll rely on your sense."

Great. At worst, he was about to start another war over badly cut hair. It sounded promising.

It was one quick cut. Dark curls fell to the ground without making a sound. What a pity…, Kcalb thought as he moved away. He looked down at his hand with doubt, but there was no sign of claws. Reassured, he covered himself with his cloak, trying to keep from staring too long at the motionless god.

Etihw tilted her head left and right. She touched her short hair, examining its length. She gracefully jumped to her feet, then turned to the devil, who watched her.

"That's what I meant," she said with a smile. "How I look?"

At first, he was going to repeat that he wasn't interested in her appearance. Still, he studied a god's face, avoiding her eyes.

Dark, short strands framed Etihw's face, enhancing its round shape. She looked softer and more serene, as if some enormous weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Kcalb doubted it was just the cut of his hair.

"I guess...you look good."

Etihw giggled.

"What a precise answer," she said with amusement. She stretched like a cat. "I'm going back to the castle. I need a mirror." She smiled. "Hey, Kcalb… We talked and nothing happened. I say that just in case you ever want to join me. I can drive a monolog if need be", she said, and it sounded serious. "Thank you for your help and nice company. If I don't like my hair, I'll come back with a complaint."

He snorted. What was that? She must have been joking, which he still thought was unnatural. The peace between them was strange in itself, but…

Etihw was about to leave, but turned to him at the last moment.

"I wanted to tell you earlier, but there was no chance. The past is the past. That's all, though..." To his surprise, she smiled mischievously. "I had no idea you're blushing such a cute way."

"Excuse me?!"

She was gone before he could react to those words. Kcalb sat very still, trying to understand what had just happened. Not that it's the first time they've faced each other, but...

With a groan, he hid his face in his hands. He felt that he was still blushing, but luckily no one was there to notice.

And anyway… Leaving the past in the past?

He glanced at Etihw's hair still on the ground. Then he understood. Maybe not her and this new world she created, but... for the beginning it had to be enough.

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